Overlord Volume 17 Light Novel Novels & Stories

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

The dark me said to Drex laughing hilariously "How is this possible? How are you my greatest fear? I am Drex, Overloaded of Transylvania, I fear no...(I cut him shut with a heavenly punch), I quickly vamp sped towards him before he reached the ground with an uppercut which took him up, before he could know what was happening, I quickly pierced my fangs deep into his neck draining his blood, my eyes became extremely red as I growled like a werewolf (through my mother's gene). Drex landed on the floor hitting his body very hard on the ground, he became helpless, Tinxta who noticed what was happening to their Overlord, as he was having fear of his wife leaving him for another Vampire, came to t

Andrius knew that he could not escape and summoned his Linebreaker Overlord. As the spear moved, heavenly fire ignited. The immortal essence in his body had burned to its limit. “Overlord’s Return!” With each sweep and thrust of his spear, countless lights exploded. The Linebreaker Overlord glowed with immense power, clashing with the eight Sentinels’ attacks and causing explosions to ring out. In just a few seconds, the area was filled with various explosions. Each wave was stronger than the last—the result of their continuous exchange of attacks and immortal essence collisions.

It collided with Gideon's handprint, both exploding into nothingness. Alberto, narrowly escaping death, was overjoyed. He turned his gaze forward and saw the ocean split apart. A white-haired elder slowly walked out. Seeing him, Alberto clung to hope like a drowning man clutching a lifeline. "Overlord! Overlord, you're here! The heavens haven't abandoned me after all! Overlord, save me!" Alberto screamed hysterically. The white-haired elder, known as Overlord, snorted coldly and barked, "You disgraceful fool! Apologize!"

Nova unfolded the cloth and read what was written there first, and her face made no expression at all while she read it, which was itself an expression of a particular kind. "Read it," Kael said, low and direct. She handed the cloth to me without speaking, and I held it in both hands while the moonlight did its uncertain best to illuminate the words pressed into the fabric in thick, dark ink above the stamp of a red wax crown. The message was clear and required no interpretation and was designed to require none. Deliver Nova of the Omega blood and Kael of the Alpha line by the time the sun has fully risen from the horizon. Kneel before the Crown Guard, and the remainder of your pack will be

I swallow hard and read aloud. The Prophecy of the One “Born of dual flame, Child of shadow and light, She who carries both shall rise When the world trembles in fear. Her power will awaken the old, Her choice will unmake or remake the world. The One is not born to follow fate— But to decide it.” The room goes still. No one breathes. Not Noah. Not Emily. Not Grace or Liam. Not even Mom. I close the book slowly. “So… that’s me.”

Sergeant Miller roared on the deck. I was not idle either. Under pressure, the Dragon Lord talent began to break through. My perception range expanded to two miles, and I could now command five hundred tamed creatures at once. I stood on the reef, eyes closed, sensing every corner of Shallow Bay. Every fish, every crab, every jellyfish beneath the water was in my consciousness. They were like my fingers, ready to move at will. Captain White walked over. "Lord, everything is ready." "Any news from the Cult?"